My Mother’s Family Tried To Throw My Poor Father Out Of My Graduation Because His Suit Was Old.
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Chapter 7
Later that evening, I took Dad to dinner. Just the two of us.
He kept touching the photo in his pocket. Smiling at it.
“I’m going to frame this,” he said. “And when I feel small… I’m going to look at it. And remember that my daughter thinks I’m everything.”
I reached across the table and held his hand.
“You are everything,” I said. “You were always everything. They just couldn’t see it.”
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Dad smiled.
“Emma… I may not be able to give you the world. But I promise you this: I will never make you feel small. I will never be too busy. I will never turn you away. And I will never… never let you feel like you don’t belong.”
